Jessica Gross

Posts Tagged ‘nyc’

To Boston’s Rescue

In quotables on April 8, 2009 at 2:56 pm

As I’d hoped, several commenters came to Boston’s defense after my post ripping into the city. A few choice excerpts, below.

From Mike:

My roommate just came back from Boston and she loved it — the history, the lobster rolls, [and] the Revolutionary War-era ship she got to pretend to be a wench on.

From Dez:

Education central, the best hospitals, a place for entrepeneurship to rest its head.

And from Ranjani:

Lots going on, culture, restaurants, nightlife, new people (and so many in our age group), etc. — but it’s smaller and more manageable than certain other cities.

Have your own reasons? Comment.

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On Boston

In musings on March 30, 2009 at 5:25 pm

I visited Boston last weekend. And I have to say: I don’t get it.

Why on earth do people like Boston?

The friends I was visiting liked that it was a city, but not too big, or too dirty, or too mean, like that crummy New York. Well, I understand the desire for cleanliness and a small-town, friendly feel. But then why bother living in a city? The whole point of a city is that it’s exciting! There’s always something to do! There are a billion people you don’t know! The air is polluted! Why not just live in a small town if you want sterility and best friends forever living next door?

I will give Boston the Charles. That is quite a river. But then again, the city is cold. River negated.

Can someone defend Boston for me? I honestly would like to be enlightened.

Excuse Me, You’re in My Picture

In people watching on February 18, 2009 at 6:14 pm

A friend and I stood outside the Cloisters, admiring the sparkly Hudson from our castle. Next to us stood a camera-wielding group of three, also peering over the wall.

Except they were staring at us, not the river. We half-smiled; turned back to the Hudson. They continued to stare. My friend wondered if they wanted us to take their picture.

We continued to look sidelong at each other for some minutes before they told us that we were in the way of their picture. Oh. We walked out of the way.

And, on discovering that the short path led to a dead end, we were forced to relive the awkwardness on our way back.

On a side note, though, if you haven’t been to the Cloisters, go. It’s an offshoot of the Met way up on the West side. The Medieval European art is good, but what’s memorable is the view — an expansive one, since the museum is on a big hill. Memorable, that is, if you can get a picture without two goofs idling in the background.

Only on the UES

In people watching on February 16, 2009 at 12:13 pm

On the Blackberry of the woman sitting next to me on the M86 crosstown bus:

“Oh, I know — I’d (almost) rather do my own taxes than watch that.”

The Long Line

In people watching on January 22, 2009 at 9:32 pm

Yesterday, a friend and I spotted a long line of people, starting at 34th Street and stretching up Seventh Avenue.

“It’s a Miley Cyrus concert,” my friend quipped.

We approached the line to investigate. The people in line were middle-aged. “Not Miley Cyrus,” I said. “Too old.”

“Harry Connick, Jr.?”

We followed the line up Seventh and around the corner. It extended halfway down 35th Street toward Eighth and ended at a sign. My friend spotted it first:

Class Action Claims
Macy’s

Welcome Back

In musings, people watching on January 21, 2009 at 2:54 pm

I just returned to New York from a five-day trip to D.C., where I was one of the two million crazies who stood in the cold to watch President Barack H. Obama take the oath of office (it was so freezing, and so worth it). I took the bus home, and I’d only walked an avenue when a man stopped me.

“Excuse me, Miss?” he asked, with a faint accent I couldn’t place.

Directions! Of course I could help — back, as I was, in my home city. I stopped and paused.

“Have you ever heard of the Mother of God in the Bible?”

New York. Oh, New York. I guess this was my official “welcome back.”

New York One-Liners

In people watching on September 23, 2008 at 6:03 pm

Last night I talked to an NYC woman who got married in Las Vegas a couple of months ago. She described the pink courthouse and the woman whose bright red dress matched her highlights. “Las Vegas is where tacky goes to get new ideas,” she said.

Superb. I started thinking of one-liners for New York. A few:

  • New York is where culture goes to get more pretentious.
  • New York is where dogs go to get clothes.
  • New York is where crazy people go. Period.

Post your own in comments.